The Artificially Genius Doctor
Dance, Beautiful Receptionist

Fresh morning Eve with a tinge of orange color from the sunrise illuminates the practice room of doctor Rudi through a large window in the corner of the room. The moving leaves of trees blown by the morning breeze add a feel of peace. In the midst of the peaceful atmosphere, there was a fidget growing in Rudi's heart.

Dance, the young receptionist with her beautiful long black hair and sparkling eyes, stepped lightly into the room. He wore a simple light blue dress that displayed the silhouette of his body gracefully. His smile added to the already bright room.

"Doctor Rudi, there are patients waiting" said Tari in a soft tone, handing over the file. Rudi looked at Tari, realizing how beautiful her receptionist was. Dance lowered her head, her cheeks flushed. Rudi could feel his heart rate increasing.

Rudi's sharp eyes seemed to pierce through space and time, analyzing every detail of Dance's face. "Thank you, Dance," Rudi replied in a raucous voice. His lips moved slowly, as if he did not want to let go of every second of talking to him.

When Tari turned around, her steps came to a halt for a moment. "Doctor, are you okay? You look... different." He said with a face full of worry. His eyes looked at Rudi with a look looking for answers.

Rudi sighed, rubbing his wet forehead. "Just a little tired, Dance." He stared at the window, trying to calm his chaotic mind.

That morning, the female patient came in exchange. From the young to the old, they were all fascinated by this genius physician. However, there was something different with Rudi today. He seemed more easily distracted, his eyes often floated, and his hands trembled occasionally.

When lunchtime arrives, Tari meets Rudi with a lunchbox. "Doctor, I think you might forget to eat. So, I bought food for you," said Tari shyly. Rudy surprised. He never thought that Tari would do something so considerate of him.

Today's dance looks different. She wears a maroon-colored dress that hugs her curves perfectly. Her light makeup accentuated her beauty, and the perfume she used today had an intoxicating scent. He deliberately let his hair unravel freely, giving the impression of being relaxed yet seductive.

As Rudi entered her room, Tari stood up and walked over, her steps slow and confident. "Doctor Rudi," he said in a lower-than-usual voice, "I realized that you might need a little relaxation after yesterday's incident."

With measured movement, Dance takes the remote controller off the table top and turns on the Bluetooth speaker, playing a soft jazz song. Rudi, who was glued to his place, tried to calm his increasingly tight heartbeat.

Dance approached, almost coming into contact with Rudi. "You look tired, Doctor. Why not sit down and relax?" while saying, dance pointed to the small sofa in the corner of the room with her eyes flashing spoiled.

Rudi paused for a moment, trying to process what was going on. "Dance, what are you trying to do?"

Dance smiled sweetly, "I just want to help, Doctor. You always seem so serious. Maybe it's time you relax a little." He said as he turned around, walking gracefully leaving Rudi who was now drowning in confusion and admiration.

However, before Tari actually walked out of the room, she turned her head once more, giving Rudi a mysterious smile. "Don't think about everything too much, Doctor. Sometimes, you just have to enjoy the moment."

As the seconds pass, the room feels hotter even though the AC is functioning properly. Dance, wrapped in a maroon dress that hugged her body, was still standing in the doorway with an alluring mysterious smile. The afternoon sunlight shone on her face perfectly, making her brown eyes glow and her lips seem even more seductive.

"I see the way you look at me, Doctor," whispered Tari, bringing her face closer to Rudi, her eyes looking deeply into Rudi's eyes, figuring out what was behind that gaze.

Rudi, who was usually very eloquent with words, was now speechless. His heart skipped a beat, and there was a deep desire to hold the woman in front of him, though his common sense said otherwise.

As if reading Rudi's mind, Tari brought her lips closer to Rudi's ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid of what you're feeling." Without thinking about it further, Rudi replied by holding Tari tightly and kissing her passionately.

The two of them were immersed in an intense embrace, forgetting the world around them. Soon, however, consciousness began to return. Rudi, quickly, let go of his kiss and took a step back, his eyes looking surprised at his own actions. "Dance, we shouldn't..."

Suddenly, the sound of the receptionist bell distracts them. Rudi and Tari both jumped in shock, knowing that it was a signal of the patient's arrival. They quickly arrange each other's looks, with Tari tidying up her dress and Rudi adjusting her tie.

"Sorry, Doctor Rudi," said Tari in a slightly quivering voice, "I'll check on the patient."

With quick steps, Dance out of the room and towards the reception desk. There, a middle-aged woman with blond hair unraveled and a tired-looking face was waiting. Dance retrieved the details of the information quickly and provided a form to fill out.

Rudi, who was now a little calm but still shaken by the events just now, was trying to gather his thoughts. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before dealing with the patient.

A few minutes later, the door of her practice room opened and the middle-aged woman walked in. "Good afternoon, Doctor," he said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't felt well since a week ago."

Rudi tried to focus, "Well Madam, let's talk about the symptoms you're feeling" she said, trying to contain her feelings and focus on her duties as a doctor.

After listening to complaints from his patients, Rudi tries to use his skills with the AI machine he and Elsa created. "Please wait a minute, Madam," Rudi said as he activated the computer on his desk. He inserts the symptoms the patient is complaining about into the system. The computer screen displays several possible diseases with their probability percentages.

AI machines are not just machines. With medical data from around the world already hacked by him and Elsa, the machine can provide an accurate diagnosis of almost 98% of cases. The system analyzes the symptoms, the patient's medical history, and other related data to provide the results of the diagnosis.

Rudi looked at the screen seriously. "Based on the symptoms you're telling me, there are several possible conditions you may be experiencing," he said calmly, "However, I suggest you do some additional tests to confirm this diagnosis."

The middle-aged woman nodded, looking a little relieved that there was progress in knowing her health condition. "Thank you, Doctor," he said, "I'll follow your advice."

After the patient left, Rudi closed the door of his room. For a moment he pondered, thinking about how the AI machine he and Elsa had created had facilitated his work. However, with the recent incident with Tari, he also realized how this sophisticated machine could not help him in personal matters.